DJ Khaled- Im So Hood (Remix) [Video] & Lyrics

DJ Khaled feat. T-Pain, Young Jeezy, Busta Rhymes, Ludacris, Big Boi, Fat Joe, Rick Ross, Birdman & Lil Wayne- I'm So Hood(Remix)Verse 1 Young JeezyI'm so h to the double-o dI run this god damn money on mePocket so fat it don't make no senseWhips so clean don't need no tintsWatch so bright I don't need no lightAnd no where word don't need no mightNiggas like Young what you get for a showTell'em same thing I used to get for the blowSit em on the row nigga what I got to losePut em in the vans i ain't talking about his shoesDo the speed limit nigga watch out for the lightsPussy ass niggas gotta watch out for the dikesSeventeen fire yeah nigga I said itSeventeen fire yeah nigga I'm in itAnd when we do it bad and when we do it goodI'm so I'm so I'm so mother f**king hood( luda, luda)Hey! Thanks For watching my Video, I have this Complimentary Ringtone for you: http://www.RingtoneFreedom.com... 2 LudacrisEveryone come equipped with bangersThrowing up our middle fingersAnd you know I don't slip so I gotta keep ten in the clip and one in the chambersBetter be walking with angelsAnd never take candy from strangersLuda's stressed in stripe had to earn my stripes like I played with the BengalsI'm in the zone homes going for the two point conversionI'm so hood that Ludacris should have been on the original versionBut this is the remixFor the cheap tricksHitting sweet licksAnd I cut the braids off put the waves and the fade that will make you sea sickSee this is the way that we ballAnd this is the way we brawlSo put a fist in the air if you careUnited we stand divided we fallWhen the south is in the house you better watch yo mouthCause we on that hood shit I'm hood richComing around your hood bitchChorusVerse 3 Busta RhymesSee all the niggas that want to get and get my moneyAgain and againtop downLet the money blow in the windThe bad bitch sitting in the passenger seatWith the dooby wrapped head full of bobby pinsYou know I keep that thing when I walk see the dialectDifferent from the slang of my talkMaybe still even gotta crackhead frontin' out another bad bitch that willBoost for the spotI'm used to leaving the strip lastHustling until the sun comes up getting cashSo much bread in all of my four pocketsIt looks like a nigga got hips with an assAnd from the DNA in my bloodNiggas idolize meTrying to do what I doesAnd if the other nigga ain't really from the hoodYou can easily dieTell who the fake nigga wasAnd even though I split a little rapGot Niggas in the hood trying to sell the most crackViolating my city nigga to do it just to make you spend a lot of money just to get your shit backYall niggas know where I'm fromAnd I rep it to the fullest until the day that I'm doneSo hood where we live if a nigga sold drugs any rich mamma still proud of her sonVerse 4 Big BoiDaddy fat sacksSo hood like the CadillacOn the mint on from the bambalanceCall an ambulanceTo come and pick that ass up because a nigga never had a chanceThey tryin to dance with a devil in the pale moonlightAdvance on the level that they can't do rightLay hands on a fellow like a man and blue lightsWoop, woopDo it twiceYour boy the B - I - GI'm nicer than mc in your top threeYou cocky I cock squeezeBust them things now you sloppySpeed it up slow it down then screw itDon't bite the flow because I got that blew itRun through the crew or some whole other new shitNewness bitch we do thisChorusVerse 5 Lil WayneI'm so Holly Grove, New OrleansLil Weezy AnaHome sweet home depotyou will need a hammerIt go down like fraiserI ain't talking Kelsey grammerI be shitting on your boys I need an alchocelzer sandwichSince I heard Plies I done brought the phantom backWent and got me a 52 inch MaybachI'm eating like a big dogI'm so full, I'm so goodI'm so straight, you so fakeI'm so real, I'm so hoodVerse 7 BabyMartin Luther KingCalio, Magnolia, MelphamineGettin that money with a triple beamRide that choir or drugged a fiendSaints is my team that's what we brief niggathat's how we eatGet this money on the streets niggaVL my street bloodFive Star G bloodFly as a birdGot these eagles on my seat bloodThen head back where I stayThird ward we get that cakeThirteen is where I layshots off to MIAVerse 8 Rick RossMore money more problemsDon't call me conceitedJust call me the bossAlways got what you neededMIA you're so hotBut my neck got the feverIf you sneeze you get shotGun play makin believersI just bought me a ranchWatch a hundred stacksNo those ain't Rolex diamondsWhat you done to thatYou fools FuGayziMy fools from HaitiI move some dailyIt's a movement babyHood

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Uploaded: December 31, 1969 at 6:59 pm
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Length: 06:07
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